Atop the mountain peak, the edge of the plaza was a sheer cliff ten thousand feet high. A sea of clouds churned beneath their feet, making it feel as if they stood in the heavens. Thick layers of cloud piled up all around them, white and soft, giving people the illusion that they could walk upon the clouds.
Now, this plaza, usually so deserted, was already filled with figures. Looking around, most of them were white-haired elders with ancient, unadorned faces.
Some gathered in groups of three or five, speaking in low voices. Others stood alone with their hands behind their backs, gazing out over the sea of clouds. Every one of them gave off an aura as deep as the ocean—some with powerful Soul Fluctuations, some with profound Dou Qi cultivation, and still others with a unique bearing formed from years upon years of immersion in the medicinal path.
Any one of these people, if placed in the Middle Continent, would be a treasure-level existence whom every top-tier faction would treat as an honored guest and do everything possible to recruit. Possessing such an Alchemist would raise a sect's strength in every aspect.
As the scattered figures gradually increased, the atmosphere also became solemn and dignified. When the sun had fully risen, In Lin Ming and the four individuals, accompanied by Xuan Kongzi, Tian Lei Zi, and Xuan Yi, also ascended to this plaza.
Their arrival immediately drew some attention as well. Many elders first looked at Xuan Kongzi and the other two, nodding slightly in greeting, then focused with scrutiny and curiosity on In Lin Ming, this unusually young unfamiliar face, and the women behind him, each with a different bearing.
In Lin Ming swept his gaze across the plaza and soon found a familiar figure in the